When the names of a hundred people are inscribed on the scroll, these hundred people become members of the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Even if there are traitors among them, they will be severely punished, imprisoned within the Heavenly Martial Sect, or perhaps become ghosts of the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Throughout the human race.
Countless people dream of having their names recorded in the secret scroll of the Heavenly Martial Sect.
This is an honor, a testament to the genius of the human race. Pillars of the human race, elite strong warriors, all come from the Three Great Divine Sects.
At the same time, disciples of the Three Great Divine Sects are rare, and they receive great protection from their sects.
For example, Chen Yu killed the genius Kong Dongshan from the Kong Family, and the Kong Family will certainly not let it go, but once Chen Yu becomes part of the Heavenly Martial Sect, the Kong Family won’t dare to move against him.
If the Kong Family finds out that Chen Yu ranked first in this assessment, they might even try to curry favor.
They will attract much attention and might become influential figures in the human race in the future.
And the doubts about Chen Yu’s performance are gradually decreasing.
Does the Heavenly Martial Sect, as one of the Three Great Divine Sects of the human race, need to care about their doubts? Moreover, no one now dares to voice doubts about the assessment results in front of the gentle old man.
After all, this is a world where strength reigns. The Heavenly Martial Sect recognizes Chen Yu’s ranking, and those who do not must also acknowledge it.
"I made it into the Heavenly Martial Sect!"
A joyful shout echoed beside Chen Yu.
Both Kong Qiuye and Kong Xiaomu made it into the Heavenly Martial Sect. Each of them had six tokens, ranking at the bottom, but they still made it into the Divine Sect.
"Many thanks to Brother Chen for your assistance."
Kong Xiaomu expressed heartfelt gratitude.
In the second assessment, if it weren’t for Chen Yu’s protection, they might not have gained even a single token, or might have died inside.
People tend to prioritize their own interests, and at this moment, Kong Xiaomu had already put Kong Dongshan’s death behind him.
Chen Yu didn’t care; to him, it was just a trivial matter.
"Follow me up the mountain."
The gentle old man’s voice rang out again.
After speaking, the three great elders present, along with many stewards, all flew towards Martial God Mountain.
A hundred geniuses closely followed behind.
Most of them, newly admitted to the Heavenly Martial Sect, were quite reserved and anxious, afraid of making any mistakes.
Meanwhile, around Martial God Mountain, there was an uproar.
"Is it over just like that?"
"After every Heavenly Martial Sect assessment, doesn’t the upper echelon of the Heavenly Martial Sect usually accept disciples on the spot?"
The vast majority of those present were very expectant.
But this time, the upper echelon of the Heavenly Martial Sect unexpectedly did not accept disciples on the spot, leading to some disappointment.
The ranking of the assessment results might foreshadow the future achievements of these geniuses.
But there is another important factor, which is taking a master.
Joining different schools might lead to entirely different paths, and naturally, their achievements will differ in the future.
"What is the Heavenly Martial Sect up to this time? Are they not planning to take in disciples? Then this hundred disciples would suffer a great loss."
"That’s impossible. Without guidance from renowned masters, even the most outstanding geniuses will have limited achievements. If this continues, the Heavenly Martial Sect might lose its title as one of the Three Great Divine Sects."
Martial God Mountain is extremely vast, with courtyards, pavilions, flower seas, waterfalls, bridges over flowing streams, mist drifting everywhere, like a fairyland on earth.
"The concentration of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi here is more than twice that of the foot of the mountain."
Chen Yu took a deep breath and immediately felt a sense of comfort throughout his body.
The cultivation speed in the Heavenly Martial Sect is more than five times higher than in places like the Chaotic Sea Plain.
If he were in the Chaotic Sea Plain, it would take Chen Yu at least twenty or thirty years, or even longer, to break through to the Mid-stage Condensed Star Realm.
But in the Heavenly Martial Sect, perhaps it might only take five or six years.
Of course, Chen Yu already reached the Mid-stage Star Condensation Peak more than five years ago. His cultivation is not far from the mid-stage, and he might break through soon.
The gentle old man led a hundred new disciples to a spacious plaza.
"Ahead is the final assessment, go ahead."
The gentle old man said.
"There’s still an assessment?"
Chen Yu was momentarily stunned.
Some disciples had heard from their elders and knew what the gentle old man’s "assessment" referred to, and they lined up to go inside.
Soon, it was Chen Yu’s turn.
The hall was dim, solemn and respectful, filled with an unseen soul oppression throughout the space.
Upon entering, Chen Yu felt as if his life and death were held in the hands of others.
At the chief seat in the hall sat a Heavenly Martial Sect elder, with white brows raised high, eyes like an abyss, looking extremely dignified, even somewhat terrifying.
Beside the elder, there were two stewards, each holding a booklet.
"Next, I will ask and you will answer, don’t say a single unnecessary word."
The white-browed elder’s voice was cold and indifferent.
Chen Yu felt somewhat speechless; the Heavenly Martial Sect should know his name.
The white-browed elder’s brow moved slightly, and a slight change appeared in his eyes.
The two stewards beside him also showed expressions of surprise.
The age reported by Chen Yu was really too young.
The assessment standard of the Heavenly Martial Sect is that the age should not exceed one hundred and fifty years.
And Chen Yu’s age is less than half of that standard.
In the annals, the youngest disciple entering the Heavenly Martial Sect with the first rank was seventy-five years old, now surpassed by Chen Yu, refreshed by more than ten years.
A vast, ocean-like soul pressure surged from the white-browed elder’s forehead.
Chen Yu could barely move, allowing the other’s spiritual sense to enter his body.
Chen Yu had long understood that the so-called "final assessment" was actually information inspection.
On one hand, it’s to further understand the situation of the new disciples; on the other, it’s to identify people who infiltrated the Heavenly Martial Sect with other motives.
At the center of Martial God Mountain, the clouds and wind surged, with multicolored brilliance weaving in the sky.
"Who would have thought that this year’s first would be this child, quite unexpected indeed."
"So, have you all thought it through? Who is planning to take him as a disciple?"
A resounding voice asked.
The first place each year is always contested among the high echelons of the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Every time the top contender would lose the subsequent rights to select disciples or have to pay a certain price.
But this year is different, Chen Yu unexpectedly seized first place, and paying those prices for Chen Yu seems not worth it.
Another important reason is the rumor concerning Chen Yu—descendant of a human race sinner.
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The majority of people within the three Great Sects harbor a deep hatred for foreign enemies.
Therefore, Chen Yu’s identity is somewhat sensitive.
For several reasons, Chen Yu’s status as the first has not yet been taken under any master’s wing.
So, instead of immediately accepting disciples, the Heavenly Martial Sect is reviewing the situation before deciding on discipleship matters.
Simply put, it’s because of Chen Yu that the normal procedure of the Heavenly Martial Sect has been disturbed.
"The descendants of the Qingyun Emperor were all convicted, wearing shackles to atone for their crimes, so the rumor being false seems likely."
An elderly man, fat and smiling like Maitreya Buddha, remarked.
He valued Chen Yu’s talent in Body Dao and initially had the intention of taking him as a disciple.
"Not necessarily, matters concerning the Qingyun Emperor were handled by the Eight Great Emperor Sects, we are not clear on the specifics."
Another high-ranking member stated.
"Let’s wait, Elder Tie will soon inquire about his background, and we will get answers."
A resonant voice sounded.
The high echelons waited.
The resonant voice suddenly announced: "This child... is indeed a descendant of the Qingyun Emperor."
With these words, the high echelons, more or less, made their decisions.
On the other side, Chen Yu passed the review and walked out of the hall.
He clearly noticed a fleeting look of disappointment on the white-browed elder’s face upon learning he was the Qingyun Emperor’s descendant.
And upon exiting the hall, Chen Yu seemed to notice the same expression on the refined elderly man’s face.
Soon, everyone had passed the review.
"Good, from now on, you are all disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect."
The refined elder announced again.
The refined elder called out a name: "Yang Zhen, are you willing to become this elder’s disciple?"
In the crowd, a slightly handsome man couldn’t help but show an excited expression upon hearing these words.
"Disciple is willing, greetings Master."
Yang Zhen immediately bowed respectfully.
The Mysterious Power he comprehended was the Profound Meaning of Space, ranking ninth in the examination, a stunning genius.
The refined elder, "Elder Shen," excelled in Arrays and the Profound Meaning of Space, and his disciple requirements were to fulfill one of the two aspects.
Originally, he had his eyes on Chen Yu, but unfortunately, the latter was a sinner’s descendant.
Ever concerned with reputation, Elder Shen surely wouldn’t take Chen Yu.
The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi roared nearby, instantly forming a majestic figure that made the hundred disciples freeze, feeling immense pressure.
"Sun Tianlong, do you wish to enter this Emperorship’s tutelage?"
"Disciple is willing."
Sun Tianlong replied with unwavering determination.
The elder who accepted him was also of high status within the Sect.
Joining under them, Sun Tianlong’s growth speed and potential will expand further, definitively surpassing Chen Yu.
Following that, the white-browed elder who previously reviewed everyone in the hall also came out and brought a disciple.
And other senior disciples personally came, representing the elders behind them, taking away junior brothers and sisters.
"Lin Tianfeng, Lin Daowei, you two come over here to this elder."
A slightly angry voice came from afar.
Lin Tianfeng and Lin Daowei looked somewhat embarrassed.
The speaker was an elder of the Heavenly Martial Sect, also someone from the Lin Family.
Lin Tianfeng and Lin Daowei were obviously quite fearful of "Second Uncle," it’s apparent why—as their performance in this examination was truly shameful.
No other elders were willing to take them as disciples, so only their own Lin Family high-echelon could accept them.
At the front of the square, a phantom figure appeared instantly, towering hundreds of feet tall.
That figure was clad in black and white robes, with white hair flowing, an immortal aura and virtues.
When he appeared, it was as if the sound vanished from the world, colors faded, everything centered around him, influenced by his will.
"Qin Wentian, do you wish to become the eighth disciple of this Sect Master?"
The resonant voice echoed.
This person was precisely the Heavenly Martial Sect’s Sect Master!
"Sect Master ’Sikong Wanli’!"
All the disciples present were moved in spirit, showing expressions of admiration and awe.
Afterwards, many looked at Qin Wentian with envy.
Qin Wentian also showed a trace of surprise, then curled his lips up, glancing at Chen Yu.
So what if first in examination, the eyes of the Heavenly Martial Sect’s high echelons are bright, they can distinguish who is more outstanding.
Becoming the Sect Master’s disciple, while Chen Yu, this so-called first, hasn’t had any elder come forth to take him as a disciple to this day.
"Disciple is willing."
Qin Wentian responded.